Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Chapter 623 Continuous Killings
The dark green snake pattern on the shield let out a wail, dimmed and shattered in an instant, and the thick tortoise shell shadow broke into pieces, turning into countless dark green light spots that splattered everywhere.

The backlash from his spirit's shattering destruction caused Xu Sanshi to spit out a mouthful of blood, even mingling with fragments of his internal organs. He felt as if struck hard, his body flung backward uncontrollably. A deep, bone-deep sword wound ripped open across his chest, nearly bisecting him diagonally. Golden sacred energy burned furiously at the wound, inflicting excruciating pain.

His breath plummeted, his eyes became dim in an instant, and the fire of life was so weak that it seemed as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

"Sanshi!!!" Xue Lingxun let out a heart-wrenching cry and rushed to her son regardless of everything, looking at his horrific injuries.

The moment Xu Sanshi was knocked away, she felt her whole body go cold, tears of despair welled up in her eyes. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, but she didn't dare touch the horrific wound on Xu Sanshi's body, and could only hang powerlessly in the air.

Looking at Xu Sanshi lying in a pool of blood, dying, she suddenly regretted it. If she hadn't stubbornly insisted on coming to the Douling Empire to carry out the so-called restoration of the country, if she hadn't imposed the glory of the royal family on her son...

Her son would still be the highly regarded and promising young master of Xuanming Sect, enjoying the admiration and support of everyone. How could he end up in such a desperate situation with his martial soul shattered and on the verge of death?

This regret quickly twisted into deeper resentment. She hated her own stupidity and stubbornness, and even more so, she hated the angel high above her.

As expected, the Xue family had been too kind to the remaining angels of the Spirit Empire. This resentful and paranoid thought grew in her mind, and she recalled the events of ten thousand years ago, recorded in the family secrets. The Sea God had spared the shattered Angel God, but how had the Angel God repaid the Xue family? The descendants of the Angel God had returned ten thousand years later, ready to kill her and Xu Sanshi, the only two direct descendants of the royal family.

She interpreted Ye Guyi's actions as revenge against the Xue family by the descendants of the Angel God, but to her despair, she could do nothing. The only thing she could do seemed to be to die here with Xu Sanshi, adding another footnote to this ten-thousand-year-long feud with her blood.

She held Xu Sanshi, who was covered in blood, and prepared to meet his final fate. However, the expected holy sword that would pierce through his body did not come. Instead, Ye Guyi turned the dazzling holy sword around.

The tip of the sword was no longer pointing at her and Xu Sanshi, but was pointing steadily at Xue Leng on the other side, whose face had just shown a look of ecstasy, and who was about to take advantage of the situation to completely put an end to them and their son.

The smile on Xue Leng's face froze instantly, replaced by astonishment and panic.

"Your Majesty, you...you must be mistaken?" Xue Leng cried out hastily, "You should have seen it, right? I'm their enemy! I'm one of their own!" However, Ye Guyi's gaze remained unwavering. Through her divine vision, she could clearly see that the aura of bloodlust and sin emanating from Xue Leng was far stronger than that of Xu Sanshi and Xue Lingxun. Xue Lingxun was unable to control the evil deeds of her rebel army, while Xue Leng was the mastermind who actively drove her troops to burn, kill, and loot, creating countless tragedies!
Seeing that Ye Guyi still didn't seem to change his mind, the light on the holy sword became even more blazing. Xue Leng was horrified and hurriedly shouted orders to the five Titled Douluo: "Quick! Stop her! Attack her! After you succeed, I will make you dukes, no, princes..."

He tried to use high positions and generous salaries to drive these strong men, but to his surprise, the five Titled Douluo stood still at this moment, turning a deaf ear to his orders. Even though Xue Leng kept raising the conditions he promised, they remained indifferent, as if they were watching a clown show.

What shocked Xue Leng even more was that the leading Wild Lion Douluo took a step forward, bowed slightly towards Ye Guyi in the air, and said respectfully, "Miss Ye, the head of the family has ordered that from now on, we will obey your instructions in everything."

Now that things have come to this, is there anything Xue Leng doesn’t understand?
These five, whom he thought were the top experts he had painstakingly recruited, were in fact spies planted long ago by others! They were lurking around him, promoting rebellion and causing bloodshed, not to help him seize the throne...

Which side are they on? Xue Leng's mind raced, and a cold sweat dripped down his face. If there was any other force on the continent capable of such generosity, sending five Titled Douluo as spies, besides the Sun-Moon Empire dominating the west, it would probably be... the Dragon Pavilion in the north!
Xue Leng's heart sank to the bottom at the thought of Long Ge's unfathomable strength. At this moment, the Soul Douluo warriors around him, who had once been on his side, were already frozen in fear, afraid to make a move after the sudden betrayal of five Titled Douluo who had once been their own. No one wanted to be the first to act. Life only comes once, and a single risk could ruin it all. After all, there were six Titled Douluo warriors on the other side!

Could it be that... Xue Leng looked at Ye Guyi, who was surrounded by holy light in the air. As a noble of the Douling Empire, he naturally knew about the old story ten thousand years ago...

Could it be that this angel's goal was also the throne?! As if grasping at a last straw, he immediately, without caring about his image, loudly begged for mercy, attempting to trade his most cherished throne for a glimmer of hope: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Angel! I am willing to hand over the throne of the Douling Empire, and only ask you to spare my life! I can clear your name and declare to the world that you are the legitimate heir to the empire, and the angel lineage is the true guardian of the royal family. The records from ten thousand years ago are slander!"

In his opinion, only such huge interests can explain all the arrangements in front of him.

Ye Guyi was stunned when he heard this. The throne? What on earth was this? Forget about the Douling Empire, even the throne of the Tiandou Empire had nothing to do with her. She wanted the throne of God, so who would care about the secular throne?
To be honest, she didn't quite understand the second generation of Angel Gods from ten thousand years ago. If they had put all that desire and perseverance to cultivate and strive for the Godhood, how could Tang San have come into being later? It was simply putting the cart before the horse, losing the big picture for the sake of the small!
"What are you mumbling about? Talk to my holy sword!" Without the slightest hesitation, she swung the holy sword down fiercely, its purifying intent instantly engulfing Xue Leng's horrified, twisted face.

At the same time, a pure and powerful energy was extracted from the purified sources of sin and suddenly poured into Ye Guyi's body.

(End of this chapter)